It's too wet. It's too grey. It's too muddy. It's much too miserable out there today to go outside and play.
I'm too cold. I'm too tired. I'm too uninspired to want to do make art on a day like today.
My muses call. They speak. They remind me that they can laugh..they can run..they can dance - even in this gloomy..never-ending winter weather.
The prize - they remind me - is in the process. The magic happens - when we least expect it. Just do it. Practice..and all good things do come.
An ounce of determination..a little bit of love. Bright and color-filled umbrellas. Rain coats and galoshes.
And there we were. Strutting our stuff - swinging and singing in the happy rain!